" Do you have a plan? " Asked Teresa while they walked around the train.
" Why would I have a plan? " He asked quietly.
" Because you seem like you always have a plan." She smiled.
" Well, to your great luck, Miss Lisbon, I do have a plan. " He grinned.
" Good. Because we really need one! "
" First we should look through the windows and check in which cars the Bandits are! " He suggested and looked up. " Although they're pretty high… "
" And how do we get up there? " She asked wondering.
He looked down to the ground " Well, I could lift you up so that you can look through the window… That wouldn't be very innocent. " His voice was more a murmur. " But I can't think of anything else, sorry. "
She quickly thought about it and decided that this didn't matter to her that much since she wasn't the kind of woman who followed social rules strictly anyway.
" Uhm, under this circumstances I think I could live with that. " She said quickly.
A bit insecure he put his arms around her and lifted her up. She was really light as a feather so he could easily lift her high enough. " What do you see? "
" This one is empty… " She said.
Carefully he let her down again and saw that her cheeks were lightly flushed.
" Sorry, this was a bad idea… " He apologized and took one step back.
" No! Don't say that; it was a good idea, it... uhm… I don't mind it. "
" Really? You know I can just think of another plan if you don't want it. " He said and looked right into her eyes which caused the goose bumps that were covering her skin.
" C'mon, we're partners now! " She smiled. " It's part of the work! "
He smiled back, actually for no reason, but her smiling made him smile as well.
They walked to the first window of the next car and again he held her up.
" What about this one? " He asked.
" Empty… " She sighed. " How many more do we have to check? "
" None! "
Teresa jerked when she heard the strange voice. Panicking she looked over her shoulder and lost her balance. Squeaking she fell and pulled Patrick with her. To her luck, Teresa landed on top of him and didn't hurt herself.
" What are you two doing here? " Asked a strange man, obviously one of the bandits, and pointed a gun at the two of them. Groaning they stood up and Patrick said " We just wanted to come back into the train…"
" Sure… " He said sarcastically and pointed them to walk in front of him.
Teresa was worried and angry at the same time, maybe even a little bit scared.
How naïve of them to forget the guard; somehow Mr. Jane had completely distracted her!
Again she couldn't be angry with him. After all he had caught her and it still wasn't his fault.
The strange man led them inside the train and to a small room. There another man was waiting " Hello, what do we have here! " He laughed and stroked about Teresa's hair. She was about to slap him, but he turned her arms onto her back and tied her hands and feet.
" Ouch! You shameless bastard! " She yelled, but the two bandits just laughed.
" Oh, sweety, be happy that we don't do worse things with you… "
Shocked she stared at them unable to move, which made them laugh even more.
Also Patrick looked at the two men in disgust, while they tied his hands and feet. How could they dare to even think about her in this way! She was much too good for their thoughts.
" Look, the doll is speechless! " Laughed one of the bandits and reached out to touch Teresa's face again, but Patrick was faster and pushed his arm away. " Don't touch her! "
" Ooh, Blondie speaks… " Laughed the man. " Who are you; her husband? "
" And who are you? A disgusting bandit who has no idea about how to treat a woman. "
Anger blinked in his eyes and the next moment the man punched Patrick into the face.
" Ouch! " He groaned and pressed his hand against his hurting eye. At least it didn't bleed.
Surprised Teresa jumped back; she hadn't expected something like that!
The other man pushed them further into the room. " You shouldn't have ever left the train. I think you would've had better chances to survive if you'd have stayed with the others. "
Then they left, locked the door behind them and left Teresa and Patrick sitting on the ground.
" I'm so sorry Miss Lisbon… " Said Patrick. " I wish I could've done anything. "
" You can call me Teresa. " She sighed. " And there's no need to be sorry! How's your eye? "
" The blood didn't reach my jaw yet, so that's good. " He laughed lightly.
" That's nothing to joke about, Mr. Jane! " She murmured while making some strange movements.
" When I'm allowed to call you Teresa, you can call me Patrick. " He said and watched her curiously. " What are you doing there? "
" Trying to get my hands free… " She said and kept trying.
" Please don't hurt yourself… " He said caring.
She smiled at his concern and held up the rope. " Already done. "
Surprised he looked at her. " How did you do that? "
" Well, it was pretty easy; my wrists are really small and so it just needed some twisting and pulling and I'm free. " She grinned at him and undid the rope on her feet.
" Looks like you've had some practice already… " He said quietly.
She nodded, but didn't say anything further. She wasn't sure if it wasn't too early for that; too early to tell him about her past. Quietly she undid the rope around his hands.
" Thank you! " He said and smiled. " At least we're free now! "
" There's still the locked door… " Teresa sighed and sat down again.
" Oh, that's no problem for me, I guess. " Said Patrick and stood up.
Now it was Teresa's turn to be surprised. " You know how to do that? "
" Yea, my dad taught me. " He said while working on the lock.
" Your dad taught you how to pick a lock? " She was surprised.
" Yea… I kind of had no mother and my dad was a really bad man. " He told her.
Honestly she was surprised that he was so open towards her.
" Do you have a family? " She asked.
He stopped working for a second and looked at her, how she sat there with wide green eyes, expecting, exited, wondering.
" There was a time where I had a family. A wife and a little daughter. " He explained, but his voice sounded different. She wasn't sure if she should keep asking, but he went on talking then. " You must know I was a really bad person at that time; I made money with fooling people. "
" What do you mean? " She was confused. Sighing he turned around and sat down directly in front of her. " This is not a nice story, Teresa. Are you sure you want to hear it? "
" Yea, of course! But only if you want to tell me… "
" About ten years ago, I worked as a con-man. I told people that I could talk to their dead family members; things like that. " His voice was quiet, but clear. " However, one day, after I got married and my child was born, I got too self-confident. I dared to make fun of a really dangerous person and had to pay for it. " He looked down at the ground.
Also Teresa kept quiet, but instead of the ground looked at him.
" He killed them. " Patrick whispered. " And I killed him. "
Quietly she laid her land on his, not even on purpose, but her heart had wanted her to.
" I'm so sorry Patrick… " She whispered as well. " If I just hadn't asked. "
" There's no need to be sorry… It was my fault and it always will be. " He said and captured her small hand in his. " I'm a bad person, Teresa. A terrible, terrible person! "
" You're not. You are a good person! " She said reassuring. " Maybe once you were different, but the Patrick Jane I learned to know is a good man and a good partner. "
He looked up at her and smiled. " Thank you for your support, but I'm not as great as you might think. "
" I can't complain yet. " She smiled. " And I'm sure I won't find a reason to change that. "
" I feel like I've know you forever. " He said suddenly.
" Yea, me too. I think that's a good sign. " She kept smiling.
" Okay, I'll continue with the lock then. " He stood up and turned to face the door.
She watched him some more time and then stood up as well.
" You know, usually I'm faster, but I don't have the right equipment here. " Said Patrick.
" I can't complain; I'm too stupid for it at all! " She smiled.
" Oh, I'm sure you're not. " He smiled as well. " Come here, I'll show you! "
Curiously she stepped next to him and watched how he did something with two wires.
" Look, you just push these two little things, you see them, with the wires down and then turn the whole thing around. " He explained. " It's really simple, you just need good wires. "
A few moments later they heard a click and the door opened a little bit.
" And it's open! " Said Patrick. Carefully he looked out of the door; no bandits in sight.
" Come, everything's okay outside. " He said.
They stepped out of the room, but Teresa stopped him from walking away.
" First we should make a plan, a better one. And therefore it would be better if we stayed in the room; nobody will find us since we should be there anyway! "
" You're the boss… " Smiled Patrick. " And good idea. "
So they went back into the room and sat down again.
" What time is it? " Asked Teresa.
" Uhm… " He pulled out a pocket watch. " Around 9 pm. "
" Really? Where has the time gone? "
" Honestly, my dear Teresa, I can't answer you this question. "
" Well, I think at night we can't do anything useful, so let's quickly think of a good plan and then get some rest. " She suggested. " So…? "
" What do you mean with 'so…? ' "
" Do you have a plan? "
" Uhm… Kind of. " He said and looked around in the room.
" And…? " She was exited. " What is it? "
" We have to get another passenger free. "
" How and why. "
" Because we will need this person somehow. I feel it. " He said shyly.
" Okay, who is it? "
" His name is Kimball Cho. I met him a few years ago and saw that he's also in this train. "
" Okay, so we'll try to get him out at first. " She said and waited for him to say something.
But he just sat opposite tot her and watched her. Finally he decided to say something.
" You know, you're really fascinating! " He smiled.
" What? Why?! "
" Because you trust me enough to get some person out there you don't even know, instead of your friend! " He smiled. " That's what I would call fascinating. "
She blushed lightly. " Well, it's the right thing to do. I can't just save my friends; the other people need to be rescued as well. "
" You've a good heart, Saint Teresa. " He smiled.
" So, how will we get Mr. Cho free? "
" I'll think of that while I sleep. " He said and stood up.
" Wait, where are you going? " She asked, suddenly a bit scared.
" Looking for a place to sleep. "
" Why don't you just stay here? " She asked as if it was the most normal thing. Actually it was.
" Well, I can't let you sleep in the same room as me, that would not be the gentlemanly thing to do... " He gave her a charming smile.
" But.. Uhm… I want you to stay here. Would that be ok? " She asked quickly before he could leave.
" I guess it would. Do you want me to stay? "
" Yes, please Patrick stay here with me. " She said as formal as she could.
" Anything you want… " He sat down again and took off his suit jacket.
Also Teresa took off her jacket and thought about using it as either a pillow or a cover.
" Here, you can have my jacket as well. " He gave it to her.
" Scary; can you read my mind? "
" Actually not, but if I'd say yes, would that impress you? "
She smiled and hit him with her new gotten cover. " Yea, I think it would! "
Both grinned for a while and just watched each other.
" Good night Patrick. " She finally said as she laid down.
" Good night, Saint Teresa. "
For one chapter I need about ten hours! Isn't that incredible?!
Usually I'm faster, but this is difficult! HAHA
Hope you enjoyed it!